"Somewhere," I said, checking Google Maps, "near Boondoggle. Looks to be just east of Drinkwater."
The flight RN came in with the patient after a cold three-hour fixed-wing flight. I remembered that TGIL had expressed some interest in flight nursing, so I peppered the FRN with questions for twenty minutes, and he was kind enough to answer them*, before I remembered that I really shouldn't be interested in what TGIL is interested in.
Sucks to have no memory.
*Three years post-graduate critical care experience at a minimum, trauma or med-surg ICU in a place like John Peter Smith, Parkland, or Methodist. Two years in the ED would be good as an addition. And be prepared to fly at a minute's notice, with no set schedule, in horrible weather, and to crash. This dude's crashed twice. You're welcome.